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Unforgivably Ill
I fell ill against my will
And swallowed many a glass infused pill
To satiate my mundane brain
Feeling the wrath of the rain on the planes
It drove me mad, more than a little insane.
But it's ok, not that I ever was,
I begged and pleaded to be wiped out with a
Torrential flood
Yet the oceans ran dry at the plight for the
Unforgivable sin,
Could this 'ere be the sanest I've ever been?
Denying that which denied me first
Or have I been irrevocabley afflicted with
A neverending curse?
I see no purpose, no rhyme or reason
Yet I've been cast down to hell
For this here my treason.
Carrying the weight of the world
Upon my shoulder,
Life grew dimmer and my heart
So much colder.
I learned that God does not forgive,
Never did, never will
And that to swallow the bitter pills,
Is my dear friend what made me Ill.
Copyright ©
Charles Dibiasi
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